Friday, October 02, 2009

Knitting gods

The knitting gods have struck my knitting. Can't you just see them? I just know they're dressed in black and flying around with their sharp pointy sticks (no they're not needles, they just appear to be needles).I have no idea why the struck. Maybe because I was a bit smug on gift knitting. I procrastinated and thought I was ahead of the game. Those little knitting gods with their dyes in hand (yes, I believe they also dye yarn) decided to strike my yarn.

This is what I get for purchasing yarn in increments. Yes, I know, I'm supposed to purchase all of the yarn at one time. But this yarn screams NO DYE LOT on it's little label. Well guess what? Apparently it does have a dye lot. The back of the sweater was finished. Grabbed the yarn last night and cast on for the front, held it up to the finished back and guess what? The knitting gods have struck the yarn! It doesn't match. I give up. Please dear knitting gods, I promise to never be smug again or to procrastinate on my gift knitting (well......after this year....maybe?)

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This blog is a rambling of my life living with my husband, a few furry friends, my ENORMOUS yarn stash and occasional ramblings of other sorts. We have a sprinkling of family members.
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"There is no such thing as 'part-Cherokee.' Either you're Cherokee or you're not.It isn't the quantity of Cherokee blood in your veins that is important, but the quality ofit . . . your pride in it. I have seen full-bloods who have virtually no idea of the greatlegacy entrusted to their care. Yet, I have seen people with as little as 1/500th bloodquantum who inspire the spirits of their ancestors because they make being Cherokee aproud part of a their everyday life."~Jim Pell: Chief of Cherokee